Tonight while we dished up birthday cake I asked the kids if
they wanted a spork or a foon. I really love ‘spoonerisms” and I’m grateful
that spork is a word because I almost got away with my mistake until ‘foon’
came out of my mouth.
I literally switched the beginning sound of the word on
accident. Oh well. I mean I could actually conceptualize a foon being a
slightly less full bowl with longer and thinner prongs than what are on a
spork. So there it is folks, my spontaneously creative way to justify and camouflage
my spoonerism.
Here’s to transparency, I goofed, and it happens. Sometimes, I
will not even hear that I have switched sounds or even simple words. I might
even think faster than I can speak and skip a thought entirely with certainty
that it’s the listeners fault for ignoring me.
Sometimes it isn’t my hubby’s fault for having selective
hearing, sometimes I don’t actually say what I think I said.
So instead of asking you if you would like a spoon or a
fork, I fumbled over my words.
Its all part of living. We had a good giggle. I laughed too.
Laughing at life’s little mistakes is great practice for laughing at bigger
mistakes.
My thoughts, learn to laugh more, it will come in handy when
you need it for medicine.
Lots of love,
Missionary Momma Mia
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